Rainy, blue days

I am thinking that I am getting older, I suppose it takes everyone awhile to acknowledge that. Today I have made a decision, just the one and that is to take some time out for myself. It is true this summer is definitely rained off… The ground is waterlogged, the side paths down to the bottom of the churchyard are beginning to resemble bog more than path, and snails, slugs and the like are super abundant; but no butterflies. Not a single flash of white or blue hovering around the luxuriant Budelia whose branches heavy with rain are threatening to cut off the pathway winding down my garden. Really, it should be easy in such circumstances to consider myself grounded and take a home retreat. In reality that is not what I find. The washing basket is demanding attention, there is always the odd corner in need of a dust, and the phone does n’t take a day off. So, here I am weary, rained off, determined not to notice that I am getting older and about to plant out Lupins and Primulas, lovely blue ones and wishing for a flash of blue … Just a tiny hint of a butterfly wing on a rainy day, thinking to myself even the boldest little Bird is huddled up in its nest

Listening is not so easy

Been helping my little friend William prepare for his confirmation, this coming Sunday, 8th July.  William is just 11 and asks a lot of questions, some quite difficult to answer, but we have been thinking of Jesus our Good Shepherd, and, thinking of ourselves walking a long the road with the Lord and the 12 disciples.  We concluded that listening is not so easy when you’re amongst a crowd of friends all with a lot to say.  We can be so talkative, so wrapped up in the latest gossip, or clowning around as friends do that we lose sight of the tour guide up in front, we fall behind, turn the wrong corner and hey, we become the lost sheep!  Oh yes,the Tour Guide has been talking to all of the party all of the time; calling out directions and pointing out the sights, but we have just not heard and now we are lost.

Hello this is me,

A very busy church warden and maid of all work, who finds that time spent just listening to the quiet and gentle whisper of leaves in the trees provides me with a space to listen.  Like very many christians I believe that the Lord speaks to us today, but finding that still place where we can hear what He has to say, is not so easy.  So I am hoping that this page will become a space where I can both listen and share the things the Holy Spirit is whispering to me today, and make the acquaintance of other busy, but eager to listen people.